Chapter 113 On the Right Track
After Qin Mo had already offered good conditions, a noblewoman stood up and bowed to Qin Mo: "With all due respect, we no longer have any status or property."
Then the noblewoman turned to look at a middle-aged man with a big belly beside her: "Sir Laurel is the richest nobleman on Tyrone II, but he used all his money for rewards and military pay, so that the soldiers can persevere in the most difficult times."
The female nobleman looked at another nobleman again: "His family is prosperous and has given birth to many famous generals in history, but now he is the only member of his family who is still alive."
The noblewoman went on to describe the current situation of other nobles.
Obviously, the loyal nobles on Tyrone [-] are not just loyal, they really gave everything.
After quietly listening to the noblewoman's description of the situation, Qin Mo said, "Your loyalty to the emperor and mankind is touching. But what I mean by retaining your wealth and status is to retain your pre-war status and wealth."
After hearing this sentence, the nobles whispered, a little surprised.It's like being treated coldly by a person, and then being rewarded by that person.
"I will conduct a fair statistics." Qin Mo continued, "I will give you as much wealth as you all had before the heretics took control of the planet. But the money is not paid by me, but by the nobles who took refuge in the heretics."
"Those of you who were deprived of your status by heresy I will restore your status, and those of you who were deprived of your honor I will restore your honor."
"But I can't bring back those who died among you. They died heroically for the Emperor and mankind, and they will be honored with those who died in this war."
This series of decisions was already planned by Qin Mo.
The existing nobles on Tyrone II are not very influential. They may be very wealthy, but they will not control the army or a certain area before joining the Resistance Army.
If it weren't for the nobles who can control the army or the region, either cast heresy or be killed in a conspiracy, the resistance army on Tyrone [-] would not have entered the sewers to fight guerrillas.
Donna and her father also controlled the knight to wade through the dung water.
The status and wealth of these nobles are restored and they will not be able to rebel.
After hearing all this, the highest status among the noble members of the resistance army, that is, the marshal with the blood of the last governor, stood up and saluted Qin Mo: "You will gain our loyalty, Lord Tailong."
"Your contributions in this battle will also be rewarded, including others. I will directly control your world, and of course I have to assume the obligations to you. These are what I should do." Qin Mo laughed.
At this point, the discussion on whether to directly control Tailong No. [-] is over.
Qin Mo went on to talk about a series of next decisions.
Clean up the remaining enemies on Tyrone II, conduct fair statistics, and turn the resistance army into a planetary defense force...
There are larger-scale decisions as well.
Designate the vicinity of the Mandeville point in the galaxy as a galaxy defense zone, and a celestial fortress will be built in the defense zone.
Build a giant teleportation device on the orbit of the star, so that the dimensional teleportation can spread to the three worlds of the Tyrone galaxy and every ship.
Make plans to build more warships...
Everything in the Tyron system is on track.
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night.
Qin Mo wrote the documents used to prove the identity and glory of the Lannis family or other families.
The rules among the nobles are a headache, but fortunately, every noble seems to have thought of this and gave detailed text guidance.
After finishing writing, Qin Mo will send these documents to the officers of the First Army for review. Most of them are nobles who are familiar with these rules, so there is no need to worry about the "traps" in the guidance given by those nobles.
But Qin Mo didn't want to understand these things, and the Gothic language was learned a year ago, so he was dizzy when he wrote it.
"It's really troublesome." Qin Mo put down the quill and looked out the window.
The night in the city of New Cato is no different from the day, because there is no sunlight in the bottom nest.
But the city looks good, like a steel jungle, with all kinds of screens or lights of different colors on the buildings to make the city look a little warmer.
From Qin Mo's point of view, this city is not very good.
Everyone can only use synthetic ingredients to make food. When they leave home and go to the streets, they have to be scanned by sentry drones. Everyone has to do regular psychological tests. Even things like entertainment have to be approved by the master control intelligence and arranged for logistics machinery to notify.
These situations are also the situation of all new cities in the entire hive world, and the cities of the other two worlds in the Tyron galaxy will be the same as here.
"well done."
"Let these humans defend you before you fully recover your strength, so that you will not be killed by the Necrontyr or other fragments of Catan."
A voice suddenly rang in Qin Mo's ear.
Mimicry uses the communication method between the star gods, so that these two sentences can be relayed in the vastness of the stars by using the stellar magnetic field.
"Don't disturb my work." Qin Mo stopped fishing, picked up the quill and continued to write documents.
"Do you see yourself as a human or as a Catan?" the Mimic asked.
Qin Mo knew that Katan mentioned by the mimicry was the star god, so he didn't respond immediately, but thought about his time travel to this world.
No change in body or appearance, as far as he knew.
And there was a dream before, in which I was traveling among the stars, devouring stars and souls, and then was suddenly smashed by something.
Qin Mo told the dream to Mimic.
After listening, the mimetic analysis said: "That should be you...it is the memory of the caster. It seems that some extremely powerful energy shattered his consciousness and fused his power into your body...so there will be black lines on your body."
"It makes sense." Qin Mo nodded in agreement. He recalled that when he came to this universe and woke up, he had black lines on his body.
It's as if someone secretly tattooed himself while he was asleep.
"But you are still a caster." Mimic said, "Katan does not have where I came from and where I am going, but I will think about what is Katan."
"Tell me." Qin Mo put down the quill and listened carefully to the philosophy of the Star God.
Mimic continued: "Power and rules are Catan, as long as you can use the power of the star god and distort the laws of physics, and represent some kind of law, then you are Catan."
"Do you think I'm a human or a star god?" Qin Mo asked.
After hearing this question, Mimic thought carefully for a while, and then replied: "You are probably a new species."
Qin Mo thought carefully.
While he was thinking, the mimic continued: "But you are the caster, because if you die, the laws of casting will be lost in the material universe, and you are not dead, you are still alive, so you are the caster."
"You should also do some things about the Star God, such as finding and reassembling the Star God's fragments... I didn't say that because I wanted you to help me."
"Of course, powerful star gods like the Nightbringer shouldn't be reassembled, you should eat them. If you see fragments of the Deceiver, eat them before it speaks its first words, or you'll know why it has such a bad reputation among us."
After talking endlessly, Mimic was silent for a while, and then spoke again: "If you help me escape from captivity in the future, then I will work for you. Although I am not strong in force, the Nightbringer can chop me into pieces with a scythe..."
"Okay." Qin Mo nodded and agreed, "Then you have to help me, at least take the initiative to provide prophecies and let me observe the situation in a certain corner of the universe."
"Of course, it should be." Mimic agreed.
Qin Mo stopped messing around and continued to write documents, and he didn't cancel the communication with Mimic, and while writing, he listened to Mimic tell about the star god.